An Apple A Day(Trixya)

Teacher

"How was school Katya?"

"Fine mom." Katya walked past her parents upstairs, to her room.

"What's wrong with her?"

"Who knows with her?" Katya slammed her door and laid on her bed. She put her pillow over her face and screamed as loud as she could. Katya sat up when she heard her phone ringing from her backpack. It was Crystal. Katya groaned and threw her phone back in her bag. She didn't feel like talking about what she learned today. The unbearable truth, that the smoking hot blonde she met a few days ago was her teacher.

"Katya!" Katya sighed when she heard her sister calling her.

"What?"

"Come here."

"No!" Katya laid back down on her bed and put the pillow back over her face. She cursed under her breathe when her door came flying open.

"I said come here."

"And I said no." Katya sat up, annoyance written all over her face. "Willam, what do you want?"

"Woah, who pissed in your cornflakes this morning?"

"What do you want?"

"I need help picking out a top?" Willam held up two pieces of fabric in her hands. Neither would cover anything so they couldn't really be called shirts, hell they couldn't even be called clothing.

"Go with the blue one."

"See? This is why you are my favorite sister."

"I'm your only sister Willam."

"Good point but still. Now, what's wrong with you?"

"Why do you thin-"

"Let me stop you there. I know something is wrong because you didn't come running in my room, talking about your day." Katya sighed as she looked at her older sister.

"Do you remember that woman I was telling you about?"

"The older one?"

"Yeah, her."

"What about her? Last I heard, you thought she was hot as hell and you were ready to hump her like a bitch in heat."

"I didn't say all that."

"A whore can feel another whore's energy." Katya frowned and shook her head. "Please continue."

"She's my math teacher this year."

"She's your what?!"

"Shh Willam! Shut up." Katya jumped up, closing her bedroom door.

"She is what?"

"She is my math teacher, first period."

"You gotta fuck her."

"Willam, be serious."

"Oh bitch, I am. There is nothing better than fucking your teacher. The teasing in the middle of class that you know is gonna lead to a 'private study session' after school."

"I don't know why I talk to you."

"Because I'm the devil on your shoulder, the devil you like hearing. You think about doing the things I say because you already want to do them. I really don't see what the problem is."

"She is my teacher."

"Okay, so? I still don't see the problem."

"I keep forgetting that my sister is Miss Universal Whore of 2020."

"Hey, that's your fault not mine. But fine, if you want real advice, talk to her."

"About what?"

"Ask if you two are still gonna be friends. Stop making such a big deal out of this."

"That sounds stupid."

"Then do nothing, since you have better options and don't wanna listen to me. I have a date to get ready for." Willam pushed Katya aside and walked out of the room.

"You're such a big help." Katya slammed her door and grabbed her phone out her bag. She sat at her desk that faced the window and scrolled through her notifications. There was noting that was too important but she paused she she read the latest notification. It was a text from Trixie.

Trixie:You seemed a little tense when you left. Maybe we could meet for some tea? To talk? Let me know.

Katya rolled her eyes at the message and thought it against at first. No matter how bad she didn't want to, she thought that maybe she should take Willam's advice. For once. Katya set her phone down and started on her homework. First day of school and she already had homework. As Katya read the chapters given to her in English. She thought of Trixie and how good she looked today. No matter how mad Katya was, she couldn't deny that Trixie made her mouth water. The tight skirt hugged her so nicely, her shirt showed Katya that Trixie was wearing a pink lace bra. Katya bit on her pen as she read mindlessly through her English textbook. Maybe Willam was right? Maybe Katya was just overreacting. Trixie seemed chill about the situation so why shouldn't she be. "Katya, dinner is ready!"

"Okay mom, I'm coming." Katya closed her book and picked her phone up. She quickly typed out one word before going downstairs.

Katya:When?